After a long time, the dust cleared, and a huge pit had appeared where the two had collided before.

The sawdust and sand were all scattered and spread evenly and in layers on the surrounding ground.

Feng Zhen stood in the center of the pit, his body did not move at all, and the bearing of a grandmaster was born leisurely, while Li Mingqi was lying on the ground not far away, looking very miserable.

At this time, Li Mingqi's entire right hand and the bones of his arm had been shattered, and a large amount of fine blood flowed from his entire arm, and his muscles were like mud.

A large area of his body was scorched black because after his internal qi was emptied in an instant, he couldn't maintain Lei Fu's state, and he was injured by Lei Chan.

The left leg was also twisted irregularly, and there were already three places in the strange bend alone.

He lay on the ground with his mouth open, gasping for breath with some difficulty, his eyes a little glazed, but he never closed his eyes.

"Hey boy, don't die!"

Kuler only flew out of the servant space at this time, he didn't have any combat power, and he couldn't help much, he didn't bother Li Mingqi in the battle just now, but when Feng Zhen appeared, he already knew that the situation was not good.

At this time, as a space servant, if Li Mingqi died, then Kuler would also die, and he didn't even dare to stand on Li Mingqi's body now, giving him a little more burden.

The people around finally saw the situation clearly, and they were noisily talking about the half-dead Li Ming.

"It's really worthy of being a master of wind boxing, as soon as he made a move, he solved the kicking gym."

"Aren't you talking nonsense, Master Feng Zhen is the strongest martial artist."

"Yes, but this unruly kid can defeat Myron, which is very powerful."

Several of Feng Zhen's personal disciples came to Feng Zhen's side.

"Master."

Feng Zhen raised his hand, stopping them from continuing.

Glancing at Li Mingqi lying on the ground, he turned around and walked towards the martial arts hall, and a few disciples snorted coldly at Li Mingqi.

"Hmph, Master has a lot, spare your dog's life."

followed Feng Zhen to the Wind Fist Stream Martial Arts Hall.

The onlookers around pointed at Li Ming and said something heart-wrenching.

Kueller looked at Li Mingqi with some concern, and he quacked at the pointing crowd, trying to drive them away.

"Look at this person, I don't know how to challenge Master Feng Zhen, what was he beaten into? It's a poor worm. ”

"That's it, I don't look at how powerful Master Feng Zhen is, it's really beyond my strength."

"Hey, Master Feng Zhen is still soft-hearted, if it were me, I would definitely beat him to death with a punch."

……

There are many words like this, Li Mingqi just listened quietly, the discussion of others, he had experienced too much in his previous life.

No one would wonder why he got into a fight with the Wind Fist Martial Arts Gym, and no one knew that he was only here to study in the first place.

No one will know that Myron has already killed him, so he will fight back violently.

No one will know that he was already in poor shape at the time, and Feng Zhen's predecessor was already despicable and shameless in the martial arts world.

He just lay quietly, and the recovered internal qi barely maintained the lost blood, so as not to lose too much blood and die in a nest.

After a while, thunder broke out in the sky, and the rain fell from the sky at an untimely time, and the downpour quickly dispersed the surrounding crowd.

Kuler raised a magic cover that looked a little ridiculous, blocking the raindrops, but he was just a crow, and Li Mingqi didn't give him any high-level bloodline, and the magic power quickly couldn't be maintained, and the magic cover became looming.

He spread his wings and blocked the position of Li Mingqi's chest, this place was bleeding too much, all he could do was use his body to keep this place from the rain.

The rain slapped Li Mingqi's face, washing away the blood on his body, but it also took away the last body temperature he had left.

Li Mingqi's body gradually became cold, and a large amount of blood loss made his strong physique fragile, and his heart was also shaken a little, worried that he would bleed too much like this and die.

After a while in the rain, I don't know if it was because I was afraid that he would die here and affect the business of the store, or because of a trace of sympathy for him.

Several men from the surrounding shops worked together to carry him under a grass shed next to him, so that Li Mingqi would not suffer from the rain, but Kueller wanted to stop him.

But when he found that a few people were helping Li Mingqi, he hurriedly thanked him, and a few guys looked at the talking crow and were startled.

Lying in the straw pile, Li Mingqi's body temperature gradually increased, but this was not a good thing, but he began to have a fever.

It stands to reason that he is close to 70 physique, and he should no longer have this ordinary pathological reaction, but now he is too weak, so weak that he is like a dying ordinary person.

There was a death aura on his body, as if he could die at any time.

But Li Mingqi's heart actually did not have the idea of giving up, but was working hard to return qi, stop bleeding, return qi, and stop bleeding.

Don't say anything about healing injuries with qi, all attributes have dropped significantly, serious injuries are dying, weakness caused by excessive blood loss, and the recovered internal qi can temporarily stop bleeding.

He had multiple fractures on his body, and the reason why he didn't close his mouth was because of a large amount of nosebleeds, which had coagulated and blocked his nostrils, and he couldn't breathe without opening his mouth.

"What a complete loss! I didn't expect that there was such a big gap with people at the level of Arad. ”

"Martial God's strong kick, it's really powerful, the whole arm is shattered, and the internal organs are also displaced, he is really a killer, just now it should have been the Qi of Meditation that saved my life, otherwise, I should have died."

"But after the confrontation, there was no further pursuit, and it was merciful to spare my life? The face of a generation of grandmasters is really disgusting and ridiculous. ”

"Do you think that if I lie here, I will definitely die, how can I not obey your wishes!"

Li Mingqi, who was lying on the ground, had been thinking nonsense, because he couldn't do anything else except luck to heal his wounds.

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Wind Fist Martial Arts Hall, in the hall owner's room, Feng Zhen sat on a wooden hard couch, and his right leg was soaked in a medicine barrel.

The abrupt green tendons on the entire right leg and the scorched black on the foot are very conspicuous, and the medicine barrel at this time also shows that Feng Zhen is not completely unharmed.

But he didn't let anyone know that he was also injured, and even the closest apprentices thought he was fine, and even the bucket of potion was privately mixed by himself.

He needs to maintain his invincible image, a symbol of Hutton Maar's martial arts and a master of the Wind Fist.

How can he be injured by a wild boy, which will affect his reputation.